AI Studio
Generative imagery and visual storytelling.
Lessons of the Living Brain
☽ A visual haiku series inspired by Dr Lisa Feldman Barrett’s talk “Three Lessons About the Brain” (2024)
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A Brief History of Interconnection
Can the structure of the human brain mirror the structure of the cosmos?
⋆☉⋆ Navigate these constellations wisely ⋆☉⋆
They attempt to chart the unknown inside the known, and the known inside the unknown…
The Way, the Truth, & the Light
🌾 new haiku series
The Way, the Truth, and the Light
Set in ancient Sumeria, a priestess, a jar, a path worn by dusk. Five quiet steps through myth & dust.
Gates of Intuition
𖠷𒀭𒈹𒀭𖠷
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A mythic haiku series in the voice of Enheduanna—Sumerian priestess, poet, and translator of divine moods.
🜂 Poetry: ChatGPT
🜄 Art: DALL·E
The Ember Path
A visual haiku journey through embered memory, unspoken vows, and the inheritance of silence.
✎ 𓂀 𓍱 𐂂
𝒜 𝒻𝓇𝒶𝑔𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒.
In the Mind’s Eclipse
A poem about projection, intimacy, and the impossibility of truly knowing another. 🖋️ Quiet science, cosmic intimacy, and the mirror of other minds.
Owls Nest in her Thoughts
Forest stillness, dream logic, something just beneath the surface. Image + poem shaped with ChatGPT-4o
Lanternless Night
A dreamlike encounter unfolds in misty pastels—a white rabbit, its elongated ears tuned to the hush of the unseen, carries a small mouse across the terrain of memory.
He Carried the Wild
He walked, and the green followed.
A quiet myth. A man becoming forest.
Each step pressing memory into earth.
Each breath threaded with roots, silence, and sky.
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The Sea that Grew the Whale
A quiet piece about release, transformation, and the deep work of holding.
I will never stop looking for you
A robotic figure, cloaked and crouched in quiet vigil, evokes a timeless seeker—resilient yet weary. The mechanical form paired with a deeply human posture mirrors the poem’s central theme: enduring longing that persists beyond logic, distance, or even time.
This AI-generated poem is a meditation on longing and the way absence leaves its shape.
I Gave Him My Cloak
"He did not look like a prophet. He looked like a man forgotten by both land and water."
A quiet offering.
A tide that erases.
A moment that stays.
🌊 I Gave Him My Cloak is a poem about compassion without expectation, shaped by the rhythm of the sea and the presence of a stranger.
States of Being
A figure rendered in delicate line art sits in quiet reflection, while abstract watercolour strokes in vibrant greens and blues swirl around, creating an atmosphere of introspection.
The Forest Became Them
A bold watercolour of a someone's profile with colourful bursts symbolising the flow of creative energy and connection to an unseen, ineffable reality, to illustrate a short poem.
